Under The Sycamore Tree (A Liam Dunbar Fan Fic)

Protect You

Anais' POV

I stood in front of my full body mirror looking at my reflection. At first look, I look perfectly normal, the usual me... my blonde hair falls pass my shoulder, my lips with a tint of pink, me in a floral dress and my peach colored oxfords. But take a good look and you'll see a large gauze on the back of my left arm. I brought it up just below my chest. I touched the gauze and felt my wound sting a bit under the cloth that was covering it. I winced in pain and just sighed. I'm not a supernatural, I can't heal that fast. My father insisted that I should just lay in bed for the whole day to rest and heal. As he always says, 'School can wait'. Sounds tempting, but for me, nu-uh. I don't want to miss any lesson, and besides in high school, miss a day in school and you're already failing three classes.

My door creaked open and Ansel's head popped in. "Can I come in?" He asked and I nodded. He opened the door wider for him to enter and sat on my bed.

"I can't believe you" he exasperated "Dad allows you to skip school for a day and you didn't take it? If I were you I'd take it"

I just laughed at him and went to my closet to find my pink sweater. "Well, I'm not like you" I said then grabbed my sweater from my closet once I found it. I walked towards my bed then sat beside my brother.

"How's your arm?" he asks with a worriedly. I stretched my arm to him then shrugged. "Fine, I guess" I retracted my arm then played with my sweater for a while. I wast battling whether to tell Ansel about last night. My dreams and him being at my room last night. Thrice have I already opened my mouth to start but closed it again before any words came out. I keep helding back but the problem with me is, there are just some things I can't keep to myself. I have to tell it to somebody or else I'll just blow up.

I remembered the twin pack we made, that we'll share anything to each other and we'll always be there if the other needs someone to talk to or a shoulder to cry on. I swallowed hard then took a deep breathe.

'Here goes nothing'

"Ansel, I have to tell you something" I spat

"I know it sounds crazy... but-I think Liam was here last night. At my room. He-he tried to wake me up. He might have saved me from dream paralysis"

"Yeah but he's also the reason why you're having nightmares. You must have been a little traumatized by that scratch" he then gestured to the gauze on my arm.

"But believe me- he was here. I know it. You have to believe me" I pleaded him. He sighed then his eyes shifted from my wound then looked pass me. "Yeah, I believe you"

Silence took over us for a few moments but was soon broken by Ansel getting up from my bed. "Well, breakfast's ready and you should just go down whenever you're ready." He made his way to my door and put his hand on the knob to turn and but he stopped. He looked over his shoulder and flashed a grin. "But seriously though, hurry up. I promised the guys to help them play a prank on Greenberg." With that he left and closed the door behind him.

"Greenberg" I snickered. I put on my sweater and walked over my mirror again. A little disappointment washed over me when I saw that a part of the gauze is visible even with my sweater on. The cold breeze from my window made me shiver. I walked over to my window and to close it, then I realized. I never leave my window open. Never. Especially when there are a lot of supernatural creatures roaming around Beacon Hills. It made me wonder why, but I remembered Ansel looking pass me just moments ago saying that he believes me that Liam was here last night. He must've been looking at the window and that's how he knew.

"Liam" I breathed out. I couldn't quite know what to feel about him. Sadness, pity, full of patience because of his condition or frightened and avoid him before turns me into an open wound. I am seriously having some dilemma. But what if Allison was alive, what would she say? I could literally need some advice from her. Too bad she didn't turned out as a ghost like Nearly Headless Nick, Bloody Baron or Helena Ravenclaw in Harry Potter. In that way I could still talk to her. But what did Allison do about Scott... well he didn't really scratched or damaged her but Isaac did. And like Liam, it was because of their condition. Isaac's claustrophobic and Liam's an I.E.D.... So what shall I do now? I can't hide the fact, that yes, after last night... I do feel a little frightened about Liam. The sad thing is, today, the percentage of me being frightened is a way more higher than showing pity on Liam.